Post by Maris Ansel on Feb 16, 2018 18:36:28 GMT -6
Fran (Fan Rotom) - Level 5
Air Slash, Astonish, Trick, Charge, Confuse Ray, Discharge
Held Item: N/A
Air Slash, Astonish, Trick, Charge, Confuse Ray, Discharge
Held Item: N/A
Maris and her brother were both equally as eager to step off the ferry when they’d reached Eridani City. They’d made sure they were fully prepared for their fresh starts--a map of Stellara, Pokeballs, potions, PokeNavs (without their parents contact)...of course, by “fully prepared”, they meant to have as little yet vital stuff as possible to TRULY get a fresh start. Not like that was any trouble for the girl--as for her brother, she was impressed by Fen’s strongwilled goodbye to his old team back in Canalave. (Although, Maris swore that she saw a tear or two fall down his cheek.) Nothing like some reckless abandon for a sense of wanderlust, after all.
That aside, the two decided they would part ways the moment they gathered themselves at the port. “We got each other on speed dial, yeah?” he said. “If anything happens, gimme a ring! I’ve got a team to grow!” And then off he went, leaving a girl and her Rotom to their own devices. This was it. This would mark new opportunities, new ventures, a chance for Maris to truly get out there and experience what it’s like to be a trainer, an adventurer--!
...and what better place to start off after stepping foot in Stellara than straying off to the local abandoned power plant?
( “Well, you sure waszzted no time in finding one of the most...d-dangerouzz places to be,” ) Fran worriedly muttered as its trainer simply waltzed right into the barren building, looking around the plant with curiosity. ( “Thizz place may be wrecked to heck, b-but I still feel a little fired up in here---and that’zz not a good thing, Marizz!”)
“Oh, really? Eh, I’ll be fine,” she reassured...while also barely missing a stray wire as she walked. “Who says it’s the most dangerous, anyway? I just got here. I dunno anything about this place. Or anywhere. So. I’m just...uhh...surveying the surroundings! Yup. Right. Mhm.”
Well, that wouldn’t be a total lie. She had just gotten here, and she was going to damn well meander and see what this vast region had to offer, whether anyone, Fran or Fen, liked it or not. However many books she read back at Canalave, she hadn’t had enough time to research about Stellara’s vast history between packing and actually getting here. She was oblivious to the power plant’s abusive history, so what better method of research is there than exploring by foot? ...Oh, and she may or may have not wanted to just see how Fran would behave in a place like this.
Long abandoned tech and appliances made for generating electricity, covered in dust disturbed by wild Pokemon still sticking around the plant...perhaps hiding behind the obsolete machines or in a hole on the broken concrete floor? She knew the Rotom was used to sticking around household appliances and abandoned TVs and radios in the Old Chateau, so what if, just if, they’d be more lively in a place like this? Could they take over anything? Anything?
...well, signs pointed to no with Fran in particular, as its fan began to whirr loudly and blow wind into Maris's face.
( “Well hurry it up!! ) they cried. ( “Thizz place is nice and all, but geezz, be careful! You’re practically zzstomping all over!! There’re wirezz, you know…” )
The girl moved a stray hair strand back in place from being blown by the fan. “Alright, alriiight.”
Just as Maris began to take another step, she heard a harsh growl. Fran froze in place and frantically looked around for the source of the noise. As for her, she paused a moment, simply acknowledging the noise before taking another step. With that, the growl grew louder.
( “Stop!” ) Maris heard a voice cry out. ( “Don’t--don’t get closer!” )
The Rotom sighed. ( “W-we can’t know if we’re getting closer or farther if we can’t even see y--” )
( “SHUT IT! Just stay away!” ) it yelled.
Despite its warnings, Maris pulled out her Pokedex and studied her surroundings, taking a few steps backward (met with silence), sideways (low growling) and forwards (sharp hisses) until she managed to look around the corner of a damaged machine to see a lone Helioptile huddled in a hole bored into the abandoned tech, glaring daggers through her and Fran.
[Helioptile: The Generator Pokemon. The frills on either side of its head have cells that generate electricity when exposed to sunlight.]
Her whole body was trembling, ears and tail raised in a stance ready to pounce. She stayed still and took a moment to look over the Pokemon and it’s body--were they usually this small? Built like a runt, her brother would say.
( “What--what sort of “stay away” don’t you MORONS understand--!?” ) the lizard hissed. ( “If--if you take another step--” )
Maris slowly raised a hand, making sure not to be too sudden. “Um, I promise we’re not...brigands, or anything like that,” she tried to reassure in a calming tone, putting her dex away. “I’m Maris. And this is Fran.” She gestured to the floating fan beside her, their fan whirring warily. Pausing for a moment, she slowly began to take another step, kneeling down. “So--”
At once, the Helioptile leapt forward, turning her body to the side so her tail would be in position to Pound Maris’s ankle--only to be interrupted by a blade of air colliding with her and pushing her back. The trainer jumped back as the lizard Pokemon yelped, getting back onto its feet. Fran, jittery from their sudden course of action, shook as it frantically flew around Maris, looking over her legs and ankles for any sign of injury.
( “OH GEEZZ OH GOSH ARE YOU ALRIGHT, IZZ ANYTHING SHATTERED, SCRAPED, BROKEN--” )
“Fraan, I’m fine,” she coaxed the ranting Rotom. “I think I’d be fine either way, really.” She turned back to the recovering Helioptile, now back on her legs and staring straight at the two. Fran immediately placed themselves in front of Maris, who continued talking nonchalantly. “Now, er, sorry, I guess I should’ve respected your space there. But I think we’re even farther away now. So, please, maybe if you could just--”
Once again, scarcely a chance to finish her sentence, let alone step forward, before Helioptile scuttled forward once more, beating Fran to the punch this time around and landing a strike on the fan with its forelegs. Though Fran had winced and prepared to be hit, they still fell back a small distance, blinking and whirring its fans a few times to regain their focus.
( “C-can’t you MANIACS take a hint?! GO. AWAY.” ) she growled.
“Listen, I didn’t WANT to end up fighting!” Maris sighed, frowning as she put a hand to her cheek. “I guess I’m gonna have to do this then, even though I reeeally didn’t want to. Fran?”
The Rotom perked up.
“Don’t scare ‘em too hard, ok?”
At once, Fran smirked and turned back to the Helioptile, eyes closed. A short moment of tense silence filled the air of the abandoned building before the fan suddenly clattered to the ground. Helioptile’s ear flaps rose, quickly looking back and forth--they had disappeared. As it tried to spot any trace of the now half-Ghost type, she glared back at Maris.
( “What the hell is your angle.” ) she muttered. The trainer blinked back at the lizard, tilting her head to the side.
“However do you mean--”
( “Y-you KNOW how I mean--why don’t you leave me alone?!” )
“Well, it’s weird to explain. Y’see, uh...I, uh, pfft--” She attempted to finish her sentence before trailing off into laughter, confusing the Helioptile even further. “Just, don’t get mad at me, okay?”
( “Too damn late!” ) she retorted, bearing her teeth.
Maris smiled, scratching her head. “Well, fair enough. Go for it, Fran.”
( “What?” )
As if out of thin air, the now forme-less Rotom appeared behind the Helioptile, giving a small shock to the lizard while it loudly shouted: ( “BWAH!” )
( “B-BWUAAAH!” ) she’d repeated, falling back to the concrete before quickly scuttling back to her feet, tail raised up tensely. As if it had really hurt, but the NERVE of them to play a trick like this while intruding on her space--! ( “Ohh, you’ll PAY for that, you--!” )
Before she could finish her sentence, she felt the sudden bump of a round object hitting the back of her head.
---
One, two, three, four...yeah, six feet seemed about the right amount of space.
The duo now stood outside of the abandoned power plant with one extra party member before they’d gotten in. Not exactly to Maris’s original plan, or lack thereof, but this’ll do. The more the merrier, right? Right. Maris clung onto the Pokeball that held the presumably furious Electric-type as she held out her free arm, measuring the amount of space Fran had recorded onto the barren dirt. Truthfully, what she did was a bit of a dick move in hindsight, but as Maris herself would say, it’s not like she could help herself. She could do this favor for all the trouble she gave her, at the very least. Nodding to herself, she stepped into the circle Fran had drawn into the dirt and released the lizard, quickly stepping behind the drawn line six feet away.
Still slightly roughed up from the scuffle between them, Helioptile winced as it suddenly found itself back outside. At once, she opened her mouth to speak before Maris interrupted.
“I know, I know, you must be totally mad at me for what I did. I know. Not what I had in mind, but juuust hear me out. I even gave you space in case you were uncomfy, since you seem to care about it a lot.”
( “I-I DON’T GIVE A SHIT ABOU--wait, whuh--?” ) Only then did she begin to note the markings on the ground. There was a dirt circle within where she stood, and in front of her, several dashes marking the amount of space in feet stood between her and Maris. Fran, now snugly back into their fan forme, snickered.
( “Be glad, Lio, I took a while making those linezz. I no got arms.” ) they smirked, taking a few seconds to for their speech mistake to set in. ( “UH--I-I mean, by no armz--I HAVE no armzz, l-like I had to use my body to--” )
( “Yeah yeah, I get it, you numbsk--...who’s Lio?” ) She questioned, stepping a foot out of her boundary. As if expecting this, Maris stepped a foot back accordingly.
“Oh! Yeah. We caused you a lot of trouble and were kinda forced to be our friend,” she said, being embarrassingly blunt about the latter part. “So I didn’t want to really give you a name, but Helioptile is also kinda a mouthful. So how does “Lio” sound? It’s not original, but it isn’t “Helioptile” either. Fran thought it was good at least.”
The lizard stared back at the trainer, wide eyed. Between being asked for her name and given a generous amount of personal space in return for, as bluntly as it’d been put, forced into her team for seemingly no reason...wait. ( “Wait wait...why did--why did you even bother me in the first place?!” )
Maris blinked back for a moment before simply answering, “The power plant. I wanted to know about the power plant more, so I wanted to talk to you about it.”
( “...you’re a dumbass.” )
“Fuck it, I'll take it.”
